Rong Er responded, and after getting on the carriage, Xiangxiang urged her to eat the melon.
[Host, look at that person, she's really good at...]
These are all minor scandals, right? I don't want them. You need to bring me a major scandal.
[So what kind of gossip do you want to eat?] Ever since she tasted it, Xiangxiang has been really enthusiastic about eating gossip.
[Is it something with color? Or is it a case of "a life for a life"?]
【Then let's eat a meal that proves murder deserves a life.】
[It's here.]
"Yes, do you see that person?" Xiangxiang used color to mark a person for her, and it was red.
[I saw it. What was he doing?]
In order to become a poet, he often appropriated other people's poems as his own.
How to say it?
He is the son of Qian Minghui, the famous madam of Liuxiangju in Beijing. From a young age, his mother instilled in him the idea that he should study hard and become a high-ranking official.
[Furthermore, his mother severed ties with him, keeping it a secret that he had a mother who was a madam. To ensure he had a good life, she bought him a house and hired servants to take care of him.]
At first, the servants were all very kind. But later, when they learned that he had no relatives and only a veiled concubine visiting him, the servants assumed he was a concubine's son with no one to protect him, and over time they began to bully him.
[Because the madam paid them a monthly allowance, they treated him very well when the madam came, but ignored him completely on the days the madam didn't come, sometimes even denying him food.]
[After enduring this torment for a long time, until he was barely recognizable as human, he finally failed his first exam, the preliminary examination for the imperial examination. The madam beat him, knocking him unconscious with a single blow.]
The madam then learned of the treatment he had suffered: selling the servants to the brothel and tormenting them, while personally caring for him. But after that ordeal, he was no longer cut out for studying.
However, his mother's high expectations for him led to him being beaten and bullied during every exam. Then one day, he accidentally brought home a classmate's notes, which the madam saw.
The madam thought he wrote it and even praised him. From then on, he embarked on this path.
What road?
[He would hire someone to write for him, and if that wasn't possible, he'd just steal it. If he couldn't steal it, he'd kill the person. In short, quite a few students died at his hands.]
[The trauma from her childhood—look at what this mother has created for her son. If she had known he was being abused by the servants, she should have protected him instead of continuing to mistreat him.]
You only know how good it is after you've tasted it.
[Host, don't be angry. This man won't live long. Because of his lust for beauty, his body has already been hollowed out, and he also has venereal disease.]
【Why? 】
[Because he knew his mother was a brothel madam, and then, in his twisted state of mind, he saw his mother with her lover... and that lover wasn't a good person either.]
[He likes to use small leather whips, maybe... because his screams and begging for mercy made him do *that*.]
[Then he became obsessed, constantly asking for money to buy essays or have others help him pass exams. He would then use these results to get the ever-helpful madam to let him stay in the brothel and entertain other men... He was even more extravagant than the brothels in Jiangnan City.]
Why didn't he participate in this imperial examination?
[I couldn't participate because of an arm injury and illness.]
[Okay, he probably won't be able to make it next time either, right?] He's got such a serious illness, even if he could make it, he probably wouldn't pass the exam.
[I don't know. Good people die young, while bad people live on for a thousand years. Besides, the students he killed were all students he had exploited. There were three of them in total. If these three had served the emperor, they would probably have been powerful ministers.]
[If that's the case, why not resist?]
[Because he used money to control those three students and their families, he ultimately met a violent end. Host, those three suffered a terrible fate.]
【Alright, I understand. I will perform the ritual to help the deceased. Amitabha! Then write this melon-related memorial, and I'll have Rong Er deliver it to the Emperor.】
Rong Er was outside the car, waiting for Ji Yingying to call him inside.
[Okay, host, it's been compiled into a booklet.] Ji Yingying raised her hand, and soon a booklet appeared in her hand.
Ji Yingying opened it and took a look. It was well written and she was quite satisfied with it.
"Rong Er".
"exist"
"You should first send this booklet to the Emperor... no, to the Court of Judicial Review, or the Ministry of Justice will also do."
"Yes." Rong Er sent it to Lord Gongsun. After Lord Gongsun read it, he immediately went to catch the man. When he found the man in the brothel, he saw that the man was dressing up beautifully in the room of the brothel's top courtesan.
The madam also didn't believe that this was her son. She always thought she had raised an honest and kind person, but he was even more terrifying and disgusting than those customers!
She immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted. Qian Minghui ignored her and thought she deserved it.
This person who has no idea of filial piety is actually a student. People all over the world who have talked to him, interacted with him, and admired him all feel disgusted.
They even boycotted him, not only because of his filial piety, but also because of the disgusting things he did.
In this world, who doesn’t care about their own writings and who doesn’t cherish their own reputation?
How could I possibly want him to get involved!
...
[Host, the follow-up is here.]
[Speak quickly.]
[He angered his own mother to death, was beheaded, and his bad reputation spread far and wide. He was even made into a disgusting creature, a figure despised by the world.]
"Then I'm relieved."
Ji Yingying was checking the accounts at the moment. There seemed to be no problems with the account book. She even made a lot of money from the sales of vegetables.
"Yunjie, can you tell me how many vegetables you planted before?"
"We planted quite a lot on the estate, enough to last through the winter. Kaiji said this batch of vegetables can only be supplied to our restaurant, so don't even think about it. If you want to eat, then come to the restaurant."
"No need, no need. My mother ordered food from the shop." Ji Yingying happened to turn to the page for the accounts.
"Yes, Madam is hosting a banquet and has booked several tables."
"That's great. Give it to me at a 25% discount. We're family after all."
"Then will the Yan family offer a discount?"
"No need, whatever happens, I opened the shop to make money." She didn't have much money on hand, and she had spent a lot of it in Anmin County before.
Still haven't made back the money yet.
"How are the arrangements for that scenic spot going?"
"It's still being processed. There are many things I don't understand, so I would appreciate it if you could explain them to me."
Fu Yunjie explained all the parts he didn't understand, and Ji Yingying answered them one by one.
"Then just follow what I just said. It's the dead of winter, so stop work when you should. Pay your wages as they are, don't withhold them, and the same goes for the meals."
"Okay, Boss, then you can have your meal first, I'll go down and take a look."
"Go on, go on." As soon as the person left, Ji Yingying told Rong Er to sit down and eat with her.
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